baba-louie:

That was the last time i would ever see you. I would have never thought that you would do this. You seemed fine. You were talking about the future, and your upcoming senior year.

I always thought that you were going to be something great. You wrote the most beautiful music, and had a moving voice. I knew that you would be a star. But I guess that can’t happen now.

Why would you do something like this? I feel so naive, because I can’t understand it. Did you at least leave a note? Some sort of explaination. I guess a lot could have changed in your life since August, but….. nothing could make this okay.

This will never be okay. I’ll never hear you sing again. Or hear you play the piano. I’ll never see you again. That’s not alright with me.